What's it like for Paullie to watch up close his legoland utopia assembled by his messiah? What's it like for Paullie and Waltper to watch up close their stumbling block in exile?
The smiles on their faces for Paullie, Waltper, Joaqnas, and the dying company imagining an old man writhing in the attic while the fools' messiah assemble the pieces together cheerfully. Some blind pieces smoothly joining in.
Yet, the old man on the hill was quite serene. He had faced the stones, bullets, ridicule and all. He loved them enough to give them the Truth. He doesn't mind being on the hill for to end in Calvary was his desire.
The fools' messiah a few hundred meters away. A small hotel, a good size to put everything and everyone under control. Don't like any hand me down, he chooses what he pleases and turns into a magical show for the public.
The fools' messiah was a surprise to everyone. He knew all this too well, he had been in a smaller stage and he wanted this big stage for so long. His legoland utopia shaped by the dying company in his head had finally found its time amidst the scandals, betrayals, and dissent.
For the old man on the hill knew that the fools' messiah's time had come; He was just happy to do what God asked of him. To disrupt the trajectory for a little while putting in place the tools for the creative minority. It was a great battle fought even then, exorcists were at hand to fight the Enemy. Almost, almost... the old man on the hill could have lost to the spirit of gin and vermouth. A limited time given to the old man on the hill.
The time had come.... strange times, indeed. Paullie is happy. Even Jane, Ton, Bar, Sko, and Mickey Mouse are happy. It would seem their fools' messiah would really build their legoland utopia. But they don't want to simply have a legoland utopia, they want to dismantle the edifice that the old man on the hill reinforced. They want the old man obliterated and all he had done undone.
Paullie and the dying company delighted even more when the old man on the hill would appear with the fools' messiah. They are certain that the old man on the hill is miserable. He should be. He must be.
The fools' messiah is rushing things. His time is limited, too. He... he will not be betrayed. He knew exactly who his runners will be. The pawns are slowly placed in the legoland utopia.
Down on the hill, the fools' messiah sounds, looks, and smells like a Shepherd but he is leading the sheepfold somewhere else into a legoland utopia.
The old man on the hill prays for the sheepfold. Saddened by some, happy for those persevering. Yet, his confidence on his Shepherd remains for the Shepherd is always part of humanity's past, present, and future.
While the world focused on the fools' messiah, Paullie and the dying company likes to watch the old man on the hill, too. Kind of perplexed that his reaction is not as Paullie expects. Paullie convinces himself that hypocrisy is at work.
Although his plans were always set aside for his Master's plan, the old man on the hill is at peace where he is. He had for so long been dedicated as his Master's beast of burden.
Paullie and the dying company wanted to portray the old man on the hill as a pitiable creature with thwarted dream of becoming a doctor.
The old man on the hill was contented, he gave all he could for time was running out. He knew the secrets. He knew what was to come. He knew the Mother Queen's time had come to BATTLE FOR EVE.
Paullie and the dying company didn't really know what was happening in the world, in themselves, or in their loved ones. The spirit of gin and vermouth had filled them and in a stupor they live. They thought they had the victory with a fools' messiah by their side. The legoland utopia, they thought was a place to be. Yet, in the legoland utopia, they can't help but look. In the silence of the hill, a creative minority found its freedom.
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